After landing on the temporary airport on the brown planet in the special shuttle for the royal family, I have adjusted my mood. I have to say that what Lin Xue once said is still correct: Chen Mutou only has this point. Strengths, resilience is weaker than Xiaoqiang.
And it is indeed a waste of emotion to be sad for a long time for a race that is only similar in appearance to humans.
"It looks like you've had a good few days."
After getting out of the shuttle, the first thing I saw was a certain bearded man in heavy power armor who was standing next to the temporary alloy landing platform and saluted here.
It was not a hypocritical politeness, but this uncle who had a decadent face and smelled of alcohol looked really good now.
Well, the eyes are bright, the complexion is rosy, and the messy hair like a chicken coop is obviously trimmed—or it may be all combed back by this lazy bastard, covered with a power armor helmet—the beard on the chin is in line with him The style has not changed at all, but the smell of alcohol on it can no longer be smelled at all.
"Put on this armor again, but this time the mood is quite different." Renault hammered his armor twice, "I don't know if it should be called a freshman."
Tex, who was standing next to him, immediately whistled: "I took off the heavy prison cell, and now this idiot with a strong sense of responsibility will take everything on his own initiative."
I approached Renault curiously, shrugged my nose vigorously, and was surprised: "You really quit drinking this time?"
"Kerrigan won't let you drink."
With a rare blush on his face, Uncle Renault said slightly embarrassed.
Imperial Soy Sauce: "... oh~~~~"
It seems that when all human beings are falling into the shadow of exile, there are still some people who ushered in their own nourishing life instead.
As I said before, Kerrigan will definitely thank us for reshaping her. When Lilina and Tavel work together to complete the cutting-edge technology and theory named "Life No. 1", which is said to be a mixture of occultism and science. When the Queen of Blades was forced into the bio-repair cabin that hadn’t been updated for a hundred years, the latter protested desperately, but it was only an hour of biological transformation. Didn’t the first sentence she came out still thank us
Therefore, the empire is a good person, and the empire is all good people.
Of course, I guess that Kerrigan's protest was also related to the shape of the repair cabin, which was designed and completed under the leadership of Tavel... Do you understand the aesthetics of the coffin control
However, when we questioned why we had clearly reminded her before, but the shape of the new recovery cabin was still so close to that of a Western-style coffin, Tavel’s explanation was convincing: “My lord, Western-style coffins are all clamshells. Slider's
A sliding coffin — dare I say Kerrigan is psychologically overwhelmed.
"Speaking of which, where's your Blade Sister?" I looked around curiously, but I didn't see the figure of a former Zerg queen who had recovered her human form, so I casually said a name in my heart.
Uncle Renault must have been completely immersed in the best time of his life, he didn't even notice my embarrassing address, and continued to smile silly: "She's cooking at home..."
I:"… "
I said you guy, at least don't give me the happy life of a great hero after the catastrophe at this time, okay? Don't you feel like you're moving a little too fast? You'll be gang-beaten to death by refugees from New Eden, bastard.
Now Uncle Renault is no longer the leader of the small terrorist organization in the past, but has suddenly become the new leader of mankind today. There is no doubt about it, not to mention that 90% of the human refugees in New Eden are It was the poor people who were oppressed by Mengsk on the edge of the independent federation back then. These people had almost fanatical admiration for the "hero Raynor" who bravely resisted the tyranny. What's more, the Koprulu star area really disappeared completely as Raynor said. , and he, as he promised, found a new refuge for these poor people. This feat alone is enough to make him a legendary hero.
But ah... I can't even imagine it, bastard
A few days ago, the Queen of Blades, who was still the ruler of the Zerg, has now started a new life with Uncle Renault without any shame? This kind of thing seems to randomly type out the words "N years later" on a black screen, and then give you a CG picture of the happy daily life of the young couple, which is obviously because the producer has insufficient funds, so it can only be used to make up the number, even the background music. The finale is full of deja vu, what kind of low-cost super-expansion is it, bastard
Solemnly declare here: I am definitely not jealous, definitely not jealous of this uncle who can already enjoy a new life
And more importantly, Kerrigan, the famous Queen of Blades, is now cooking at home—believe it or not, as a fanatic gamer, Bubbles, the first thing to know about this news is to bring you down. "Her Queen "The bad man was thrown into the reactor and destroyed humanely
Although I don't know how many shocking things I made up in a flash, Lei Nuo still saw something from the expressions of us who changed in a flash, adjusted his expressions, and then secretly motioned to us with a little restraint Be aware of your surroundings.
I looked around curiously, and saw the welcoming team gathered not far away—half of them were Proteans.
It turns out that, in this case, Kerrigan really can only hide at home and cook.
"How is your situation now? Can the environment in the new colony meet the needs?"
On the way to the capital of the new colony with Renault and Zeratul—in fact, it is an alloy shantytown directly transformed from a huge colonial warehouse—I asked Uncle Z with a calm expression.
"We need some time to adapt to the environment of the refuge, but it is much better than we expected," Zeratul replied, "The sacred seeds allowed these desolate and barren planets to quickly establish a primary ecosystem. The unbalanced ecosystem may die within a few years, but we have given us enough breathing time, we should be able to complete the transformation of those planets, and the Protosians are very adaptable to the environment."
"And the environment here is not too bad for us," Renault continued, "In the slums at the farthest edge of the Federation, the environment there is not much better than here, and the people at the bottom of the Federation live like an interstellar life." Here, although the environment is not very good, at least they can live for themselves... Apart from missing their hometown and other psychological problems, there is nothing to worry about."
"But that's enough to worry about, isn't it?" The pseudo-loli wearing a priest's robe who has been following me silently said in a soft and soft magnetic voice, "The human mind is the most fragile at this time. They need guidance, human James Raynor, can you bear this spiritual support?"
"...I don't know." Uncle Renault finally let out a long sigh, "I have fought against violence and violence for many years, but now I have to face challenges that I have never understood before. But it doesn’t matter, didn’t we come here when the human immigrant ship got lost in this star area many years ago? And we were attacked by the so-called compatriots of the United Earth Council…”
You don’t have to worry about this. Under Lilina’s suggestion, the empire has already blocked this place with hidden troops. Before the humans of Xinkpuru completely become slaves of the empire’s theocratic rights, no foreign civilization can discover you—unfortunately, this I can't say a word.
"What do people here think about our existence?"
Finally, I still throw this question that I desperately want to know.
"In the eyes of the Protoss, you have a glorious and tall image," Renault shrugged, and the irresponsible remarks made a group of Uncle Z turn their heads and pretend not to see, "They call you mentors and leaders, but In the eyes of humans, your image... Well, it's a bit complicated."
"In the eyes of some people, the Apostle of Xiling is the savior who saved this star area. Although their hometown was eventually destroyed by your formatting, these people know that this is not your responsibility. These people are mainly the poorest people. They didn't have much nostalgia for their old life, but they were quite satisfied with this new Eden. As for the other part, although they finally chose to go into exile, they were still very hostile to the Empire, which was an outsider and caused chaos. They feel that their current bad situation is all thanks to you. These people are basically the nobles of the past. The destruction of Kepulu left them with nothing, so they have to work with me, a terrorist who was once looked down upon by them, huh... The rest are neutral, there is nothing to say about this, in short, the mainstream consciousness of the new colony is still quite kind to you, but you don’t expect human beings to line up to welcome the emperor.”
"Well, that sounds like a challenge."
Lilina said something nonchalantly, but only I could understand what she meant.
This girl seems to have started her theocracy seeding plan.
The planet that was supposed to be the capital of the new colony was in a middle of nowhere. It was a lonely brown planet orbiting an aging star. The territory of Toss Refuge is far away from the New Eden galaxy. Although the environment has barely reached the point where it can survive without modification, it is not suitable to be used as the capital of a new immigration area, but soon, I It is understandable why such a lonely planet will be regarded as the new capital.
It is located right in the middle of the sanctuary of the two races, a very clever point: it is exactly the same distance as the two races, and it is the only planet that has not been artificially transformed by the empire. The first colony planet developed by a race.
"This is what we call Al-Tasani," Renault said with a heavy exclamation in his voice, "in memory of our lost homeland."
"Protos and humans are completely integrated?"
I was surprised by this name, which was obviously put together. The first half was the home planet of the Protoss that was destroyed by the Zerg, and the second half came from the former capital of humans that was destroyed by war. The meaning of such a name is too obvious.
"Fusion is not possible, but in this cruel world, at least we are brothers fleeing together," Renault smiled wryly and shook his head, "We need to join hands in order to persevere in our future life in exile... We need Pro Toth's cutting-edge technology, but the opponent also needs some extreme skills that humans have learned in the long-term struggle with cruel nature."
"For example, the tenacity of human beings," Zeratul added on the side, "Facing the second destruction of their homeland, many Protosians have fallen into depression. Although a high degree of rationality prevents us from falling into despair, but Compared with the human beings who have been struggling to survive in the Koprulu sector in a weak position, we do lack the vigilance and tenacity of the weak, which cannot be replaced by cutting-edge technology and racial concepts."
In other words, you are envious of the Xiaoqiang spirit of human beings, right...
"We brought a lot of seeds..." I suddenly thought of this very important matter, and immediately patted Lilina on the head, causing the latter to rummage out of her pocket. The latter immediately rolled her eyes and protested: " Haven't you heard that you should not pat and feed the priestess?"
Raynor and Zeratul interrupted my action at the same time, and the expressions on their faces told me that they were not very keen on these seeds.
"If it's those sacred seeds, we don't need them anymore," Zeratul shook his head, "Although they can bring us a moment of relief, they will annihilate the motivation for the development of the two races. Now the ecological zone we have established and the immigration module on the spacecraft can barely survive, let us be in the upstream of fate... "
"Well, the ecological circle formed after these seeds are improved is stable..."
"Zeratul, this half is yours." Renault took the seed from me without hesitation, and handed it to his good friend.
Hey Uncle Z, at least you don't have to be as unreliable as Uncle Renault, okay
After simply meeting with the main person in charge of the new colony and briefly explaining the situation in this sky area, there is no need for us to stay here anymore. The Zerg has died out, and even the Koprulu star area has been destroyed. There is no scum left, the reconstruction here will take decades to complete, and the fallen apostle who made us suffer a lot is unlikely to appear again in this place, it is time to leave.
When we left, there was only a group of Protos fleets to see us off. It wasn't that humans were seriously hostile to the empire, so they didn't even send a fleet to see us off, but that they had already used all the gadgets that could go to the sky. Supporting the construction of the colony, the technologically disadvantaged human beings have never been able to compare with the capital-rich Protos, and we have no intention of letting humans put out their precious spaceships for a farewell ceremony for a little face project. In fact, If it wasn't for Zeratul's insistence on giving us a ride, a group of empire leaders who have been wandering for a long time will almost go home to wash and sleep...
"We have selectively given you a part of the empire's technology, which is calculated by our ultimate deduction system and is the most suitable technology for you. Of course, in order not to disturb the normal process of a civilization, this part of technology will not be better than your existing technology. The technology is much higher, but it can definitely save you a lot of detours."
I said this before saying goodbye to Zeratul, and handed another crystal to his hand.
"There is another part of technology stored in this crystal, and it will be handed over to you for safekeeping. If you can completely decipher the first part of the technology we handed over to you within fifty years, you can unseal it. If you can't do it within fifty years , Destroy this crystal immediately, the technology here will destroy the future of your entire race."
Zeratul took the crystal with both hands, and the expression on his face suddenly became dignified.
"You can trust me, esteemed mentor."
Um, what's the deal with this name
Selectively delivering some imperial technology to Protos is the result of my joint discussion with Sandora. Protos is an extremely rare race that has developed super technology and is also highly rational. Over the years, the empire has taught its own technology to such a "potential" civilization more than once, and the "potential" here...
Don't think it's a good thing, it refers to "the potential to become a vassal of the empire".
Through the guidance of technology, shaping the development process of a civilization is almost more comprehensive control than theocracy. Aiming at the different levels of civilization and group nature of the two races, Sandora and Lilina jointly formulated two possible civilizations. Incorporating both humans and Protos into the long-term plan of imperial rule, the freedom of human beings will end in Mechanicism, and the "protoss" of Protos will be led on a road of no return by imperial technology.
In other words, Lilina, as a follower of Ding Dong, is busy establishing a religion in the universe that believes in the apostles of Xiling. Is it really okay
It is foreseeable that after two hundred years at most, these two races will not be able to break away from the leadership of the empire, otherwise their civilization will collapse overnight.
I'm not sure whether human beings have enough wise sages to see this, but those hundreds of years old people in Protos must be able to think of a lot, but they have no other choice. Resist the temptation, and in this dangerous universe, being a vassal of a super-powerful civilization isn't a bad thing—we mean no harm anyway.
Well, but the future of the two races has been cut off by the empire, and we have made a comprehensive plan for it. It really feels a little guilty to do such a thing...
"Finally home... I'm exhausted"
Hey, hey, hey, let me tell you that you are a pseudo-loli who only has soy sauce in addition to planting trees. As a military commander, I am not tired yet.
"Tch, you are just as good at making soy sauce as I am, right?"
Lilina said in a muffled voice as the big characters were thrown on the carpet in the living room without any image.
Then the girl yelled "Wow", and jumped up to a height of more than two meters - if there was no roof, I guess it could be even higher.
Anveena's head is slowly protruding from the carpet, and just now it happened to meet Lilina face to face... This ghost maid who has never changed her mind was using her own method to check the sanitation of the basement just now, and our Priestess, Pope and Pope The chief heresy referee and... was scared away by a ghost.
(Habitually ask for a monthly ticket...) X